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| Chatting with Toby; 15 minutes late...I blame 'Mo. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 17 2005, 05:18 AM (48 Views) | |
| Tiff | Jan 17 2005, 05:18 AM Post #1 |
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Scene opens on Sam walking toward her dressing room again back at the arena. She looks like normal Sam, her old clothes on, hair in a braid. Sam: Toby! Where’ve you been? I missed you asking me questions. Toby: You actually missed having me interview you?! Sam: Mark tried the other day, but I know that's jut because I have spent so much time with Bill and because I have a title now. You…well you just don’t care as long as you get an interview. Sam opens her door and motions for Toby to come on in. Toby enters and takes a seat on the metal chair against the wall. His cameraman seems a bit hesitant but eventually enters anyhow. Sam goes over to the table that holds her candles, lights one the normal way and passes her hand over the rest, they light on their own. Like they do. She smiles and sits in her papasan. Toby: So what’s going on with you and Bill anyhow? Sam: If you kept an eye on what your cameraman does with his time off you would know that answer. Toby: The tape ran out though, what happened after that? Sam: Room service came, we ate, watched some TV and went to sleep. Nothing big. Toby moves forward in his chair, leaning closer to Sam. Toby: What about sex? Sam looks amused by Toby’s question, smile spreading across her face. She leans close to Toby like she is going to tell him a secret. Sam: Why are you so fascinated with sex between Bill and me? Do you want to join or something? Toby abruptly scoots back in his chair and away from Sam who now has an evil smile on her face. Sam: Why don’t we change the subject? Toby: So you don’t have to admit that you two had sex? Sam: Really Toby, that’s just creepy. If you want to join all you have to do is ask Bill, see what he says. Toby: I don’t want to join in! Sam: Are you sure? I could ask if you are too chicken? Tell Bill that all you did was ask me about sex with him….HEY! Is that it? You don’t want to join us you want to have sex with just Bill? Toby’s starting to get visibly annoyed with Sam’s accusations that he wants to sleep with the man who wont respond to anything but Sex Machine Gun. Toby makes the decision to change the subject. He looks at a note card he was keeping in his pocket. Toby: Well, this isn’t a title match. You are tagging with Torrie against Elrick and Toan. Sam: What’s with everyone telling me about my matches lately? Toby: Sorry, I was just reading it, mostly to myself. Sam: Try reading in your head next time. Toby: The title match last week came down to just you and Elrick, are you worried that he will beat you this time? Sam is either thinking about this or she really has an itch on her chin, it’s hard to tell. Sam: No, I’m sure that I can beat him again. No one in this match is really a challenge for me, that's mostly why you don’t see a chalk circle on my floor and there are no fresh cuts on my arms. Toby shudders and the cameraman makes an audible swallowing sound, probably remembering the last cuts. Sam: I care, but I feel that the blood would be a true loss. Not good for anything. Toby: Torrie and Elrick both seem to think that they deserve your title. Sam shrugs. Sam: I bet they do, but they have crap reasons for thinking that. They have been here longer? That is not a good reason; I have the title because I’m better in the ring than either of them. You don’t get titles because you have been in a fed for a long time, you get them because you beat the former holder...Well that's how it's supposed to work anyhow. Toby: It is a bit odd that you and Bill are both new to FIW, both are title holders already, and are dating. Sam shakes her head and sighs. Sam: You think that I somehow did this? Been talking to…Brad? I think he was the one that first suggested I had something to do with Bill’s wins. Toby: Well it’s just more than a little odd. Sam: Not if you listen to me it isn’t. I don’t help other people with my magick, plain and simple. If I were in a match with Bill next week for the FSC it would be the same story it was when I wrestled him the first two times. I had nothing to do with his wins, he did that. Sam pauses for a second. Sam: Now MY wins? Well, I had everything to do with that. I used magick to aide me in winning. That's what I do. Sam stands up, stretches and looks at the little clock she has on the table with all the candles. Sam: Well Toby, I have to get going. I have a lunch date. Toby who is still in his sitting position looks at his cameraman oddly, because…well that was a bit odd. Toby stands and also goes out to the hall. Sam is behind him but stops to wave her hand at the candles and put them all out. It’s dangerious to leave candles burning when you are not there to watch them. Toby: Thanks for the interview! Sam: Better you than Mark anytime. Fade. |
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